Title: Reading
Character: Gabriel Tam
Prompt: Well

Gabriel Tam reclined with a book, but he was distracted. His son seemed to be losing his mind about some silly letters from his sister. "Father, please!" Simon implored, with an alarm in his voice that was surely nonsense. "She said we should see the chrysanthemums at the facility because they're like Mother's, but Mother hates chrysanthemums! And she asks if you're still reminding me to 'do well and do good'. You've never said that!"

Gabriel mused. I've never said that? Really? Sounds like something I should tell him. Perhaps I'll start.

Then he tsked. I've already read this page.

Title: A Healthy Dialogue
Author: cmk418
Pairing: Simon/Mal
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: These belong to Joss, not me.
Warnings: Slash
Summary: Mal and Simon have a chat in the infirmary
A/N: Can follow the previous drabbles for "More" and "Never", but this is pretty much a one-shot.

( Let your imagination take you where it wants to go. )

Hi all! Prompt: never is now closed. Thanks to our lovely contributors :)

The new prompt this week is well. Someone could be well, blood could well up or there may be a well. Write 100 words or multiples to 400 about well.

Next week will be redux week! So start thinking which prompt you loved but never got to write, or collect those half-finished drabbles from your hard drive to be ready!

Title: Observations
Author: cmk418
Prompt: Never
Characters/Pairings: Kaylee/Simon; Simon/Mal (implied)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: It's never my intention to profit from Joss' creations
A/N: Set basically in the same storyline as my two "More" stories
Summary: Kaylee observes a developing relationship



You don’t expect it to last forever.

It stings a bit to witness the gaze across the table, the accidental touching, the secret smile that should have been yours directed toward someone else.

You watch him now, playing hoopball with River, Mal, and Jayne. See him fall and Mal reach down a hand to help him up.

It’s not one-sided. Not that either of them would acknowledge it.

Simon smiles up at you then. “Kaylee, come play.”

You should point out all these things to him, but, as you scramble down to join them, you realize that you’ll never tell.

Title: Standing ground
Characters: Independent soldiers
Prompt: Never

A blast from an Alliance laser cannon splintered a platoon of 43rd Overlanders. A young corporal found himself in charge.

"What now, sir!" said a private.

"We hold," he said. He hoped he didn't sound scared.

"Sir?"

"We dig in, and we hold. We hold this ground until the 43rd picks us up."

"Ain't comin' never. They're as dead as we are."

"I told Sarge last night that the Alliance would never take this hill." The corporal's voice rose. "Which of those 'nevers' would you rather hold on to, private!?"

A group of 10 dug foxholes, and camouflaged gun positions.

Title: Chores
Characters: Kids on terraformed border planet
Prompt: Never

"Cole? What're we doin' here?" asked Chris.

The older brother looked annoyed. "Chores."

"I mean, 'what are we doing on this here world?'. Why are we here?" Chris said again, existentially.

Cole kept splitting firewood, grunting words with the effort. "I dunno. Pa said the Union of Allied Planets threw some magic pixie dust, an' poof! here we are."

"I don't think you're gettin' me, Cole."

"Then what *are* you about?"

"I wanna get on a boat like the one Ma said brung us here, and sail away."

"Ha! You comin' back by supper?" Cole teased.

"Never," his sister said.

Hi there everyone! Prompt: more is now closed. Thanks for all the lovely entries this week :)

The new prompt is never. Never is a long time, someone will never do it, never mind - write 100 words or multiples to 400 about never

Title: Dirty Minds
Author: Skybyrd
Disclaimer: Joss owns all.
Rating: Salacious
Characters/Pairing: Jayne/River
Prompt: more at firefly100
Timeline: Post-BDM
Word count: 100
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Dirty Minds

Title: Everything You've Thought You Needed
Author: cmk418
Prompt: More
Characters: Simon/Mal
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: These are Joss' creations
Warnings: None. This one is a little slashier than the last.
Author's Note: Continuation of this drabble, but this time it's in Simon's POV.
Summary: Simon takes inventory

( He's still there, watching you. )

Title: New girl
Characters: Nandi
Prompt: More

The doctor appeared at the top of the stairs, shaking his head toward the madam.

Nandi gestured toward the door, and a boy ran off to fetch the undertaker.

Nandi poured a shot, which the doctor downed without a word of thanks. Then he said: "I'll be paid in trade."

"Surely," said Nandi.

The girl at her side was wide-eyed. "Doc, was there anything I coulda done?"

"Dear young lady," he said. "I'm sure our Miss Nandi taught you to always leave them wanting more?"

"Yes, sir. I overdid it, didn't I?"

His imagination leapt. "Takes practice, dear one."

Title: Vegetables
Characters: Wash, Mal, Kaylee, Jayne, Simon
Prompt: More

Wash arrived at the dinner table last. "We'll reach port in 12 hours... Ooh! Fresh vegetables!" he said, diving for a chair.

"Twelve hours is cuttin' it close," said Mal. "Kaylee?"

"Serenity ain't giving you any more power, Cap'n. You're gettin' all you got."

"Kaylee, that ain't so team player like," Jayne stuck in. "You an' Serenity oughta give 110 percent."

"URRRRGH," groaned Simon, throwing his hands up. "One cannot give 110 percent. By *definition*..." he started, then rose from the table in disgust, and stomped away.

Jayne forked up Simon's greens. "Works every time," he said, grinning and chewing.

Title: Taking Stock
Author: cmk418
Prompt: More
Characters: Simon & Mal (Simon/Mal if you squint)
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: They're Joss' not mine.
Setting: Post BDM, but no spoilers really
Summary: Mal pays a visit to the infirmary (and no, he's not wounded)


You don’t know how you got there. Only that you’re there. Again. Standing outside the door of the infirmary, watching Simon organize pill bottles for the umpteenth time.

Never thought the meds needed that much arranging.

“We’re setting down on Persephone tomorrow. Need anything?”

He blinks. “Pre-natal vitamins for Zoe. More bandages. Sedatives. We’re low on pretty much everything. Do you mind if I make a list?”

“Knock yourself out,” you say, stepping further into the room, watching Simon make notes.

He freezes, sensing your continued presence. “Need something, Mal?”

Yes, you think, but you answer “No” with a smile.

Hi everyone! Prompt: fight is now closed. Thanks for the entries - it was great to see them :)

Our new prompt this week is more. We could have more beer, more beagles or more craziness. Write 100 words or multliples to 400 about more